I Celebrate Myself…

I Celebrate Myself

Hmm, I love that line, the beginning of Walt Whitman’s poem Songs of Myself, one of the most introspective poems ever written. Well today, I celebrate myself and the people that are in my life, loving me–my friends and my family. I just did a quiet smile, the type that doesn’t show up on your face but comes straight from the heart. Although I am sleep deprived (marinating chicken late last night and then my parents singing me happy birthday at 6:43 in the morning over the phone, followed by my sister at 7:30 and then a friend from Jamaica at 8:40!) I am thankful.

So, on my birthday today, I celebrate myself and all the light and love that is in my life at this moment. I celebrate the possiblities of the future, the lessons of the past and I celebrate the gift of this moment.

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I
Have
Learned
So much from God
That I can no longer
Call
Myself
A Christian, a Hindu, a Muslim,
A Buddhist, a Jew.
The Truth has shared so much of Itself
With me
That I can no longer call myself
A man, a woman, an angel,
Or even pure
Soul.
Love has
Befriended Hafiz so completely
It has turned to ash
And freed
Me
Of every concept and image
My mind has ever known.
~ Hafiz ~

One thought on “I Celebrate Myself”

OH HAPPY DAY … and we who know you (some better than others) celabrate you too!
You are a gift to the world Ragina; I honestly can’t wait to see where you will go from here.
Thank you for sharing your talent and bravery and insights with the rest of us.